Rich Young Mistress: Young Master Xie's Dearest Beloved Wife

Duan Jintian didn't talk much usually, but at this time, she couldn't help but tell Xirong fuchen everything she was thinking.

Xirong fuchen listened patiently.

Just like that, a long time passed unknowingly.

Although Xirong fuchen still wanted to hold onto Duan Jintian, he was rational.

Any longer and Duan Jintian would go hungry. After all, he had exhausted her last night. He couldn't let her go hungry again in the morning.

Xirong fuchen kissed Duan Jintian's forehead and said,"Tian 'er, lie down for a while. I'll go prepare breakfast."

Although the presidential palace had a special Royal Chef, Xirong fuchen liked to cook for Duan Jintian most of the time unless necessary.

Sometimes, when Duan Jintian had nothing to do, she would get some fruits at home and eat them with Xirong fuchen on the sofa.

In fact, Xirong fuchen was living like a normal person now.

When she was done, she would eat, take a walk, watch TV, and discuss with Duan Jintian.

Duan Jintian saw that it was getting late and wanted to get up as well. However, Xirong fuchen pressed her back onto the bed."Be good. You must be tired from last night. Rest first."

After all, Duan Jintian was only twenty years old. No matter how thick-skinned she was, she still blushed at these words.

In particular, Xirong fuchen had already woken up. His entire body exuded a cold and lazy aura, which made her intoxicated.

She felt that she loved her brother Chen more and more.

Looking at the glow on Duan Jintian's face, she was charming yet pure. It was a kind of temperament that was between a girl and a woman. Xirong fuchen couldn't help but feel moved.

"Tian 'er, does it hurt?" he asked in a slightly hoarse voice.

Duan Jintian was a little dazed. What was in pain?

When she met Xirong fuchen's eyes, she finally understood what he was asking.

She felt a slight numbing pain, but it was not very painful.

Although Xirong fuchen had been crazy last night, he had taken care of her and was very gentle.

She could feel it.

"No... It doesn't hurt, really ..."

Xirong fuchen's heart melted when he saw Duan Jintian's expression. He couldn't wait to place Duan Jintian in his heart and dote on her.

Xirong fuchen didn't know how to dote on her anymore.

The feeling of love filled his heart.

Xirong fuchen stretched out his hand and caressed Duan Jintian's cheek. His movements were very gentle and soft, as if he was treating a treasure.

Moreover, the feeling under his hand was so soft and smooth, like silk, which reminded him of the feeling he had last night.

Xirong fuchen's body stiffened. He felt that she had too much influence on him, and he couldn't control himself.

However, Xirong fuchen's self-control was very strong. He said gently,""It'll hurt the first time, but it won't hurt in the future. I'll be gentler. "

Duan Jintian wished she could find a hole to hide in, so she hurriedly covered herself with the blanket.

Xirong fuchen looked at Duan Jintian's shy expression and couldn't help but laugh. He was in a good mood.

"Lie down for a while. I'll call you when breakfast is ready."

Xirong fuchen tucked Duan Jintian in and walked out of the room. After washing up, he began to make breakfast.

While making breakfast, Xirong fuchen's mind was filled with thoughts on how to hold the ceremony with Duan Jintian earlier.

Duan Jintian was only 20 years old. Although she wasn't young anymore, he knew that uncle Duan and aunt Bai doted on Duan Jintian a lot. They definitely wouldn't want her to have a family at the age of 20.

However, in his heart, he wanted to marry Duan Jintian as soon as possible.

Therefore, even if Duan Jintian didn't care about the ceremony, he wanted to give her the best. He wanted to tell everyone that she was his.

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